Ossein Larcenist

Another year spent in exile...
 Esurient for the taste of the vein, wretched in my form,
 I have crawled through the world within a moulted skin deluded by my kin!
 Now a stench of guilt spreads through the air as they witness the rising of the one once Dethroned
 My negligent followers who fed me with fraudulence shall
 Savour the taste of my writhing tongue
 Slithering through their each and every mind!
 Feed on my snakeoil - adhere to the impure
 Bask, relish the lunar light piercing the blackened sky
 Consume my snakeoil in the light of my return
 Unseen, obscured... the shadows I have allured
 Benighted years fueled my scorn for the veins from which I was born
 Now I've undergone a sophistic mortification of flesh
 An exaltation through the secret of elixiration
 I've been deluded and scorned by my servants
 but nourished and arose to reclaim my crown
 Hidden in plain sight, concealed from observants
 I'll welcome the world to the realm of the Emerald King!
 SchtésKs'Theii Ich'honoo
 To be one with Nihil!
 After another year spent in exile, esurient for the taste of the vein
 Wretched in my form, I have emerged from the sewers of a worn out shell
 After a decennary coiled, I have risen from the bones of my precursor
 With an instinct to breed the extinct
 My followers bestial, behold my deformity!
 Humanity shall savour the taste of a serpent's tongue
 Oh, feed on my snakeoil - be one with the impure
 Ossein larcenist, risen from the bones of my precursor
 I left behind a moulted skin
 Soon I'll lead the way as the Emerald King!